I clock about twelve hours a day at this damn place
Drag myself in, it's a quarter to eight
God, sweep it up, set it up, open the place up
Deal with idiots to make a lousy forty bucks
I walk my miles home in Boston's damn ass cold
And when I think nothing's for nothing,
When I think this is all I got,
I try to remember, try, try to remember, yeah

I know, I know, I'm steady, yeah
Just keep looking past it, well
We'll be alright, yeah,
We're lucky 'cause everyone is off tonight
Push up, push up, it's alright now
My time's now mine
And I'll spend it, yeah
See, when I get home,
I'll be fine because
Our time's now ours, yeah, and we spend it with the

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Souped-up vinyl spinning round and round
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The thing that bugs me is I'm running this God damned ship
My boss is clueless and the manager's a piece of shit
Come in when they say, but then I stay longer than they said
If I work one more day, end of the week, then I'll be dead
Monday the twenty-third, man you saw me write it down
You don't give me the day off, then I swear I'm fucking out
You believe they'd even pull this as long as I've been here?
Yeah, sorry Todd I've been drinking, you're right I'll end it there

I know, I know, I'm steady, yeah
Just keep looking past it, well
We'll be alright, see,
We're lucky 'cause everyone is off tonight
Push up, push up, it's alright now
My time's now mine,
And I'll spend it, yeah
See, when I get home,
I'll be fine because
Our time's now ours, yeah, and we spend it with the

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Souped-up vinyl spinning round and round
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Spin her around, oooooooooh (It's the rough sound)
Spin her around, oooooooooh (Watch out now)
Spin her around, oooooooooh (It's the rough sound)
Spin her around

Yeah, tell my friends they can't ever grab a mic again
Explain that, nope, sorry, never plug in again
Tell me we're the only ones
And I'll show you all the people, yeah,
I'll take you where they are
A rag tag of a couple who still get loose
A couple angels
A couple rude ones, too
Oh no! There's no need to worry, see
They never ever find us 'cause they don't know where we are

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It's the rough sound!